Loki Laufeyson had just stabbed him in the back, literally, and he was about to die. The last thing that crossed his mind was thinking that he never did get those cards signed.
The faint sound of rhythmic beep fills his ears, and he opens his eyes. Blinking slowly to allow his eyes the chance to adjust to the bright lights, he takes in his surroundings. The beeping is coming from a monitor next to the bed his is currently lying in.
So I'm in a hospital, great, he thought. He did not like hospitals. But at least it was better than being dead. He moves to sit up and when he hears a soft noise next to him,
"I wouldn't try that just yet if I were you."
Phil quickly turned his head to see Steve Rogers sitting by his bed, looking at him with a small smile on his face.
"Hey there," Steve breathed, "Glad to see you awake, I hope you don't mind, but I kind of watched you sleep."
"I…uh..d.., Phil cleared his dry throat, " I mean of course I don't"
Steve stood and poured Phil a glass of water from the jar on the table. "Here"
Phil took a small sip, "Thanks Captain"
"Phil, please call me Steve, it's only fair, considering…"
"Considering what?"
"This," Steve leans down and kisses Coulson softly on the lips. Phil stiffens and Steve pulls back, on look of concern on his face. "Did I make a mistake?" Steve says in a rush.
"No I just didn't expect that." Coulson manages to croak out.
"Oh! Well good, because I wouldn't like it if we never got to do that again"
Steve leans down again and presses his lips a bit firmer to Phil's. Phil grips the back of Steve's head and goes to deepen the kiss, when he hears a chuckle from the door.
Breaking apart the pair turns to see Tony smirking at them from the doorway, holding two cups of coffee in his hands. "Might what to slow down a bit buddy, unless you want him to pass out for another three weeks," he says to Steve, passing him one of the cups. He turns to Phil, "Nice to see you back with us, Agent."
"It's nice to be back," replies Phil, never breaking eye contact with Steve.